G.F.U Lyrics

Wiz Verse:
24 from the Hood and done made 11 million so I'm thoring up paper, got a bunh of Niggas that done made it from the bottom getting this money , all throwing up Taylor
You could roll em out I'll puff em I don't save it I stuff em don't gotta chase money I'm good
I'll bake the whole onion and replace like it's nothin ya I'm talkin straight cookies no oven(oven)
I'm Smokin in public , and the rich folk still love it
He talkin , he bluffing , that's my chick , she stunting
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Try and get high enough to see mr Wallace
Thumbs green like the malice
This for my youngins getting steamed up in college
If you all my closets , so much style
It's like my stylist hade a stylist
And crib is like a palace , Wizzle go hard like a callus